Granny's Kitchen

Updated: Mar 2

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Back when I grew up in Kettle

where the Fife air smells like farm

Ian Ross was my big brother

he protected me from harm

Dad didn't make big money

though mum cared for us like gold

so when he lost his job in Cupar

the Council house it got more cold

So we packed and moved to Woodside

five miles down a well-paved road

right next door to our grandparents

that’s how families shared the load

Our address was Bighty Crescent

twenty-nine by thirty-one

and each day I’d visit Granny

life’s best memories bar none

Well I missed my best pal Ian

new school mates were cold and strange

but Elaine and me were family

Time finds ways to bring on change

Now dad’s health was sliding down hill

mum took office work instead

then one Easter, life stopped moving

at thirty-seven dad was dead

Our address was Bighty Crescent

twenty-nine by thirty-one

and each day I’d visit Granny

life’s best memories bar none


Granny’s kitchen was a warm place

fresh baked biscuits, scones'n'pies

her Irish smile it was infectious

her simple words kind and wise


I recovered through the sixties

with The Beatles and Denis Law

back-row arm around a girlfriend

paid for shows I never saw


Well without much, we had plenty

Mom remarried, Elaine did too

my pal Ian hit the bottle

with my wife our family grew

But my shining light was Granny

through the thick as well as thin

yes, she was a lovely lady

I still feel her warmth within


Our address was Bighty Crescent

twenty-nine by thirty-one

and each day I’d visit Granny

life’s best memories bar none


The wind was cold that day in Markinch

when her coffin went to ground

but inside I felt a warming

with Granny’s family all around


Our address was Bighty Crescent

twenty-nine by thirty-one

and each day I’d visit Granny

life’s best memories bar none

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